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• 3 Mar

  with our mutual friend, Dee, we decided on our favorite cafe for brunch. Sometimes we made it in time for breakfast, sometimes we didn't, but there was always fabulous food. (For want of a complaint, I'd say they need a... More »

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• 2 Mar

  even after death could answer my question. Or, in some cases, they could, but wouldn't. We slept for a while longer before getting up for showers and the morning ritual of checking emails and forums. (He was and is a... More »

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• 1 Mar

  on his skin - along his chest and stomach. He sighed his sigh again and began tracing his fingers along my skin. We made love that morning, something I am infinitely grateful. I often wondered, after I died, if it... More »

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• 28 Feb

  for granted. Beautiful, true, loving, wonderful moments. Without opening his eyes, he caressed my hair and then my face. An echo of a smile graced his lips, and I smiled as well, cuddling closer to him as his arm around... More »

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• 27 Feb

  sigh he only sighed when he was experiencing pure pleasure. I smiled and lightly kissed him on the lips. The kind of kiss he teased me about. He called them my "light kisses" only able to be given by people... More »

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• 26 Feb

  for him. Staying away from him, lacking his touch and being able to touch him, has been the hardest thing to deal with through this whole time. I touched his face that morning, running my fingertips delicately across the short... More »

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• 25 Feb

  also unlike popular belief says, have such a quiet peace in their form, it effects the living essence, taking away the movement - the heat. Given that, I try to stay away from him most times. Unless it's a hot... More »

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